Chapitre 11: 11 Tachycardia....
My heart pounded so hardly..... Yes, literally I'm having tachychardia... like a series of thunder in the middle of a sunny day.... The voice is not coming from one of the costumers standing at the counter, I am sure of that. I have to come nearer unnoticed at least before he sees me.
He was giving instructions, specific instructions on the address.... wait, wait wait.... my home address???? 😮 holy crap! how come he knows my address?
The way the employees treated him and listened to him, he is not one of them, not one of the employees, or he maybe is holding a higher position than them, because when he entered the counter section, the attendants were extra careful and were unusually silent. Not that the place is chaotic awhile ago, but his presence is enigmatic and charismatic, the kind that is hard to ignore. Is he the manager? or owner himself? wait wait, wait wait again.... I think I know him. His face is extraordinally handsome, the kind that would be featured in a cover page of a magazine.... RICHARD!
I did not intend to speak it out but I think I had blurted it out loudly. Including the few costumers present, all the employees looked at my direction.
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